Episode 48
The classes in the Faculty of Engineering were divided into advanced and basic classes.
It was an unavoidable measure as the level of the students was very different.
However, there was something in Erich Hoth’s words that stimulated the spirit of competition.
It feels like there will be a difference in treatment between the advanced class and the basic class.
I didn’t know if I would actually do that.
However, those who had been trained in swordsmanship since childhood would not want to enter the basic class.
‘It burns from the start?’
As expected, the students who aspired to the advanced class were throwing their eyes full of checks at each other.
Professor Hort finally explained a simple rule.
“The test is a one-on-one match with the teaching assistant. However, the use of auras is prohibited. If you break the rules, severe sanctions will be entered, so keep that in mind.”
The ten teaching assistants roamed among the students, sharing groups without hesitation.
It seems that the level was grasped in advance, and those who seemed to be strong were thoroughly quarantined.
It was a measure in case the assistant’s physical strength ran out.
“You come this way.”
chin.
When the assistant with a neatly trimmed mustache pointed it out, I robbed my seat and got up.
After being handed a sword, I secretly examined the faces of the group members.
Seeing that it was impossible to recognize at once, most of them seemed to be donation students like me.
However, only one person was clearly strong.
‘Second Prince.’
The person who stood out in the group was Franz, a well-known bully.
Wait a minute, wouldn’t this be a little difficult for the assistant teacher?
It was clear that they probably thought of me as a noob and put me in a group.
I wouldn’t bother with Franz, who is classified as the strongest among the students.
‘Am I just going to overwhelm you and go out first?’
I already left a pretty clear impression at the entrance ceremony.
He was one of those who withstood Hall Sivas’ murderous momentum.
Of course, there were many evaluations that it was bearable because of the distance.
If he overthrew his teaching assistant this time, he would be able to establish himself as a strong player.
Of course, it wasn’t without the possibility that it would be a little embarrassing.
‘There’s no need to pretend to be with an assistant.’
Aren’t we going to face each other for the next four years at least?
Rather than making enemies for no reason, it seemed like it would be okay to show only moderately superior ones.
Opportunities to stand out will come often anyway.
“From student Franz.”
“Yes.”
The teaching assistant clearly kept the words of the vice president at the entrance ceremony.
At this point, he wrote an unreserved comment to the second prince, who is most likely to become the next emperor.
Even though it was a basic etiquette to show utmost respect to high-ranking members of the imperial family.
Surprisingly, Franz also acknowledged the teaching assistant’s authority and stepped forward.
Everyone opened their eyes and exchanged glances with each other.
It was completely unexpected to see such a scene.
‘There must have been an order from the emperor.’
I grasped Franz’s psychology at once and nodded slightly.
Benderford was a university founded under the mighty banner of the Emperor.
If there was a problem here, it was no different from challenging the authority of the imperial family.
How could even a prince do such a crazy thing?
Because the decision on the successor was made by the emperor.
‘Even though he looks like a bully, he has the head to behave. Add bonus points.’
Inwardly, I raised my evaluation of Franz a little while watching the sparring.
“Are you ready?”
“That’s right.”
A strange atmosphere flowed between the second prince and his assistant.
Its origin is unknown, but the opponent must be a talented person from the 3 major knights of the empire.
It wouldn’t be easy even for Franz, who had been practicing swordsmanship since childhood.
Conversely, the assistant also seemed to be a little nervous about mixing swords with the prince.
“……The sparring begins.”
tadak. Whoo!
When the slogan fell, the 2nd prince launched a fierce attack from the beginning.
It seemed to be an attempt to bring about victory in a short-term decisive battle that caught the enemy off guard.
It must have been a choice considering the opponent’s skill.
Chan-! Chae Chaeng!
With the sound of metal colliding strongly, sword light flew between the two.
Franz’s goal was well served.
The new model of the assistant who misrepresented the attack staggered for an instant.
From the first pairing, the excitement was overflowing, and the eyes of the students were drawn to our group.
‘Did you mean it?’
If the second prince’s intention was to attract the public’s attention, it was a sure success.
The other groups haven’t even started sparring yet.
Besides, it was a fierce battle reminiscent of a real battle.
It was enough to make the blood of the onlookers boil.
Seizing the victory, Franz slowly unraveled his swordsmanship.
However, the opponent was a knight who only ate and trained.
Perhaps thanks to his training in real battles, he easily received the onslaught of the second prince.
In addition, the weight of the game was gradually tilting in the opposite direction.
It was because the teaching assistant, who occasionally displayed high-level skills, cut off the flow of the offensive.
Kagan-!
It was only one collision, but for some reason, a series of impact sounds were heard.
The instructor’s sword made a mysterious movement and struck the middle part of Franz’s blade rhythmically.
‘Do something?’
It just seemed like a light cut, but I knew right away.
That’s how difficult it is to do something like that.
It was a skill at the level of going out of the wrist if used incorrectly, but the assistant masterfully used it.
Apparently, that movement was the foundation of swordsmanship.
It was a type of stabbing as if pushing away, and parrying the attack while bending the arm.
A swordsmanship that is as elegant as a conductor of an orchestra, yet possesses mighty power.
It was high enough to pique my interest.
“Stop. Here.”
“……Whoa! Whoo!”
Oh, it was so much fun!
While analyzing the teaching assistant’s swordsmanship, a slogan for stopping sparring fell.
Franz took a deep breath and silently went back and sat down.
Then the whispers of the students flowed into my ears.
The assassin’s instinct to acquire information made my ears prick up.
“As expected, the 2nd prince. What on earth can’t you do?”
“The Empire is not so forgiving that it can be mentioned as an heir simply because of its good lineage.”
“You were even handsome there, right?”
“If I do well with this, I think it’s worth taking a look at the crown prince, right?”
“Ha! What about you?”
“Mr. Lee, what am I doing!”
I don’t need to hear the cries of female students dreaming of becoming the Crown Princess, so I’ll skip it.
The second prince has already received good reviews from students.
It was a natural result since he had both good looks and swordsmanship skills.
As a one-faced person, I had no choice but to develop a competitive spirit.
‘Ah, do you want to smash the disc?’
The love of women is mine. this child
Because of the mission, I had a normal face, so no one paid attention to me.
I tried to look away while muttering nonsense in my heart, just as the 3rd prince’s sparring was about to begin.
“Student Ellington. This way.”
“……Yes.”
Franz’s propaganda was, in fact, a predestined sequence.
Wasn’t the second prince’s skill described quite well in the appendix of the directive?
However, in the case of Ellington, there was no accurate description of the realm.
It seemed that it was because he was a person who did not show himself well outside.
‘Are you curious about this one more?’
I watched the battle with anticipation as to how the third prince would overcome this difficulty.
But surprisingly, Ellington’s posture wasn’t bad.
‘Hoo? Look at this?’
The teaching assistant also seemed to have similar thoughts to mine, and his eyes were striking.
“Ready, start!”
Unlike the time of the 2nd prince, the confrontation this time was rather long.
It was because the assistant did not actively go on the offensive.
Well, it’s only a place to decide who will go to the advanced class, but it was strange to smash a student.
When the long search battle became boring, the assistant instructor, who couldn’t stand it, launched a formal attack first.
Caang!
Then Ellington lightly bounced his sword.
The opponent seemed quite surprised by the fairly neat response.
Swoop.
The 3rd prince straightened up his sword body and wiggled his sword, telling him to come in.
As the small-sized young man did that, it felt very provocative.
The teaching assistant nodded slightly and immediately showed a sharp swordsmanship.
It was the rhythmic wrist snap that I had seen in the 2nd Prince’s sparring.
The caster was different, but the swordsmanship proficiency seemed similar.
Whoo! Kagan-! Burst!
In the waves of continuous sword attacks, Ellington showed unrivaled skill.
‘Oh! Is this intense?’
The 3rd Prince’s swordsmanship is a style in which he counteracts the opponent’s attacks, creates gaps, and uses his power against him.
So I had no choice but to search for quite a while.
Of course, if it were me, I would have mixed up formal attacks to hide my strengths.
That way, you can use it as a powerful weapon at the crucial moment.
But now it was not a duel, but a place of verification.
It was quite a surprising propaganda, but the 3rd prince also suffered a sharp drop in stamina from the middle and was defeated in Dalian.
Of course, the swords were not mixed until the decision was made.
“stop.”
“Whoop! Whoop!”
Ellington immediately returned the sword and slowly returned to his seat.
But, isn’t it staring at somewhere while walking?
‘He’s a formidable guy, too. I’ll have to change my nickname.’
Surprisingly, the 3rd prince was staring at the 2nd prince who was sitting down and resting.
His eyes seemed to ask if he was acting proud with something like this.
Not exactly what it meant, but at least that’s how I feel.
He was an interesting person in many ways, including his swordsmanship style that made opponents come in.
I was staring at Ellington with curious eyes when a shadow suddenly fell in front of me.
‘No, what kind of guy is blocking the warm sunlight? Because of my fucking shady room… … .’
I twisted my forehead and raised my head, but suddenly my eyes met with the assistant standing in front of me.
“……What are you doing? Who told you to stay calm? Wake up right now!”
I probably called a few times, but I didn’t hear it because I was concentrating on something else.
Things like that happen, too.
Oh, it’s very tight.
“Yes, yes, I’m going.”
I scratched the back of my head and stood up.
Let’s stand in the arena, the eyes of the students were focused.
It must have been because the teaching assistant had just shouted.
Professor Hort was also watching this way.
When I glanced at the opponent, his expression was very hardened.
It seemed a little displeased because of the unintentional ignoring of the words.
It seems like this is going to come out a little too hard.
‘To avoid embarrassment, I might have to show some skills.’
Enjoying the focused gaze, I raised the sword.